The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1887-11-11

, Court, affirming the guilt of all thes
parties Satisfied, therefore, as l am, o
their guilt am
PREcLUDED FROM CONSIDERING THE CUES
TON OF COMPUTATION
of the sentences of Albert R. Parsons
Adolph Fischer. George Engel and Louis
Lingg to imprisonment in the Penitentiary
as they emphatically declare they will not
accept such Communication. Samuel Fielden,
Michael Schwab and August Spies unite in
q: petition for executive clemency-"
F1elden and Schwab, in addition present
separate and supplementary petitions for
Communication of their sentences. While, as
said above, am satisfied of the guilt of all
the parties as found by the verdict of the
jury, which was sustained by the Judgment
OF the courts, most careful cons alteration
of the whole subject leads me to the con-
clusion that the sentences of the law as to
Samuel F1elden and Michael Schwab
MAY BE MODIFIED,
as to each of them, in the interest of human
ity, and without doing violence to public
justice. And as to the said Samuel Fieldeu
and Michael schwab their sentence is com
muted % imprisonment in the penitentiary
( for life. As to all the other above named de-
PENDANTS, do not feel justified in
| 1NIGhr khlNU WITH The VI Ih6
| -- COURT.
While 1 would gladly have come to a
different conclusion in regard to the SEN
tence of the defendants, August Spies,
Adolph Fischer, George Engel, Albert R
Parsons sad Louis Lingg, l regret to say that
under a solemn sense of the obligations OF
my office, have been unable to do so
(signed,) RICHARD ]. oGLEsBY.
| Governor.
| Agony and suspense were passed by
| the jail inmates in the cells above and
around. There was shutting of feet
on the stone floor, and then hundreds
of strained eyes watching down through
| the iron doors and bars saw a group of
guards, in shirt sleeves, struggling
| across the dimly- lighted area, bearing
the legs, arms and body of man be-
tween them. The upturned face was
HUGE cLoT OF BLOOD,
but the turnkey, who supported the
head, had his fingers wound tightly
into the unmistakable brown, curling
hair of the bomb-maker, Louis Lingg.
The key of Jailer Folz, grating in the
main lock. interrupted for moment
the sound of the patterlng blood on the
WIAGO CbOhO HaNCAuCAbs 4hO4O noo q
creaking of rusty hinges and the Anar-
ohists and common jail birds had gazed
their last on Louis Lingg. A few steps
brought the huddled-up cortege to the
bath room of the jail, a stuffy little
apartment scarcely ten feet square.
Lingg was dumped on the floor with
scant tenderness by the men who have
been daily half expecting to meet their
death at his hands.
TO ALL APPEARANCES THE ANARCHIST WAS
STARK DEAD.
His 1.-THE. athletic form was clothed Only
in short tunic and his brawny
limbs seemed rigid. A small pool of
gore was soon floating the brown curls
surm 5unting his broad shoulders, and
one glance showed how Lingg had
striven with the dynamite to blow off
his own head. The entire lower half
of his once handsome face was gone,
including the upper lip and jaw, and
the under fracture of the nose, where
it had been now was jagged, bloody
gap, extending across to the ears and
down to Adams apple.
"Open your eyes, Lingg." exclaimed
the jail doctor, who had just reached
the room. To the establishment of the
bystanders Lingg's eyes opened, and
he looked calmly about him. He
was immediately raised to a table,
and propped up with pillows.
He was washed hurriedly, while cloth
bandages were placed around the lower
part of the face and around the top of
the head, hiding all but the nose, eyes
and forehead. All the
LOOSE, DANGLING BONES AND FLESH
being first cut away, gutta percha
mouth of a fountain syringe was in
serted in the great hole left by the
dynamite. By this method, water and |
brandy were administered. This was
repeated at intervals, Lngg meanwhile |
gazing steadfastly about him, watching
every move of those in the room, but |
apparently Indifferent as to what they
did, and caring nothing about the al
most ceaseless slamming of the door, |
only q few feet distant. Every |
now and then, without any seem. |
ing Immediate cause, fearful, |
hollow grooming would sound through |
the bandages. The listeners, aghast, |
would abandon the room, only to give |
place to new set not yet weakened |
by
THE HORRORS WITHIN THE DEATH CHAM
Der.
Lingg moved his long, sinewy right
arm easily. His left was torn by the
dynamite, and without trouble wrote,
in German, simple directions as to rails
ing him higher, or the like. Beyond a
glance of recognition of Captain Black,
who came into the room for a moment
and said. "poor fellow" there was
nothing to break the horrible agony OF
the six mortal hours wait for deaths
Rev. DR.. Bolton. the Methodist mini
ster attending Fielden, went in, but got
nc answering look from Lingg. The min
Ister came out shaking his head help
Iessly.
Lingg's breathing gradually became
slower, the pallor on his forehead
deepensd, q slight glaze was noticed in
his now sunken eyes, and someone said,
He is dying" and the reporters made
ready for rush to the nearest tele-
graph Office. Lingg's big breast hesved
once and then was still. His eyes looked
straight ahead, with something of their
Did brightness, but at whisper from
the reporters dashed to the